the moon comes up
and the sun burns out
the cosmic begins to cry
we will locate them
capture them all
and knock them from the horse they ride
walk them out of security
with tape over their eyes
drag them out of purity
and take them to their lies
we will work together
to seperate them all
united we'll destroy them
isolated they will fall
now we stand above them
the walking tall, inflated
it's so sweet when the little ones
are the past tall walkers, now failures, all jaded.















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Love the flow of this one, and the emotional ride it presents.
i thought of one line thats in the middle
and the rest just came to me.
i am very glad you like it
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Of all the words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these- could have been.
a good old guard, purge the system kinda poem
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"I owe you every day I wake
If I could I would shrink myself
Sink through your skin to your blood cells
Remove whatever makes you hurt
But I am too weak to be your cure"
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just written in a beaten-down-but-refuse-to-be-beaten-down
kinda way
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Of all the words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these- could have been.
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Of all of the things I need to say, all of these words are in my way.
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Of all the words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these- could have been.
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Of all of the things I need to say, all of these words are in my way.
My Music:[link]
My Life:[link]
--
"I owe you every day I wake
If I could I would shrink myself
Sink through your skin to your blood cells
Remove whatever makes you hurt
But I am too weak to be your cure"
Brand New
-Guernica
Tool
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